What a day
- Mamaskylark
- Mar 6
- 2 min read
There is a breed of dog called Presa Canario or Dogo Canario. It's a breed of Mastiff that evolved on the canary Islands... canary dogs. This tickles my tail feathers. Anyway, this breed is quite a mirror to my own doggos with the exception of having a black snout. Size wise mine would be on the smallest end. But every thing else from temperament
To ear shape lines up. Being that they are not quite canary dogs I decided to dub them as Dogo Aluada... or Skylark dogs!
What a freaking weird day. There is a dear woman at work that was reaching a breaking point a little over a week ago and she was exhaling to management. During which she brought up her frustration at not having any upward movement.. and how others seem to slide.. which to be fair at the moment is me. Well she came to me a day later to explain that this conversation had happened and she felt bad because of what I see as simply pointing a finger. I'm not in the slightest bit upset by this and reassure her that there was no offense taken. She was worried that it might effect my own growth and trajectory.
What's the concern? What would be the likely outcome? Now they do more of an interview process rather than just bump me along...
Anyway... I'm so far from the thought that I don't think about it when I mention that there hasnt been any call for me to fill in on help desk since it was first brought up a month or so ago. Oh Lord - the water works! She thinks she's the reason! We haven't even clocked in yet. The day progresses and she and I are "training" with our veteran Mechanic. Little do I realize she is remaining heartsick. So that wraps up and our trainer is going to fill in on the help desk while there is a meeting with the leads. But he has some technical difficulties and so I'm asked to pop on. Afterwards I have my break and I stop by her desk and tell her they had popped me on. Pop pop pop. Well... at that moment she was packing up to quit .. literally... because she felt she could not face me every day. The news that I had been on helpdesk made her cry tears of joy. She said the last time that happened was when her sister had a baby.
And exhale.
We are having coffee before work tomorrow.
And I had 2 other coworkers needing to share thier emotional crisis with me as the day progressed as well. At least I wasn't a focus of those but ...
It's thursday... give me a taste of some morphine.